My whitening hair would make a long long
rope,
Yet could not fathom all my depth of woe;
Though how it comes within a mirror’s scope
To sprinkle autumn frosts, I do not know.
Li Po A.D. 705-762
My whitening hair would make a long long
rope,
Yet could not fathom all my depth of woe;
Though how it comes within a mirror’s scope
To sprinkle autumn frosts, I do not know.
Li Po A.D. 705-762